the days were goldenwe were known to bewe won't escape this memory forward onto the place we sail

all to believewhen you raise an iron handthis place without a song for allthe words just crawl

glimmering and everything another skullyou said it was dangerousfound out the place where you're goingfollow me down the pathI take your hopes I promise you thisa dying cold world but goldshimmering gold

come momma now tell me the storyonly laughingabout our gilded wastelanddevoured torn into piecescome now we shinesmall things ever calling out your nameyou hear some other time unchained alivea world undefined

all to be freewhen you raise an open handthis place without a wallthe words just grow